Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
what you can't get back
Gimme, why don't you the world
Gimme what you can't get back, for the burroughs

1: AZ

Yo, hard to show resistance when money-gettin niggas
need my assistance to stock figures, non-existence
Fuck my distance, cos bein poor produced persistence
Plus plea's, a G's, I had me blockin out of jail centres
I'm recognised by the illest of
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
But still sceptic on who I to
Cos every single nigga that swing thru, ain't my man cos we mingle
To mistake shit, even be feedin off that fake shit
Filled with and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it
Temporarily the window world, don't read the
Verbally nourish me, properly with that city, urban GC
I with those beyond my age bracket
cos they and mack to get the papers and stack it
no trace to track it, keep on thinkin tappers is accurate
That shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled with black wit

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why don't you gimme the (rollin wit us)
what you can't get back, for the five burroughs

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I for a 850-deluxe
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni down with lizards
realism so I visualisin to live it
Movin cleverly wit intentions of
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
symbolises the essence, you're sailin in a
Drug investments, a thug's plug, the insurance, but informers
they had you wanted for 'fore you get enourmous
a performance so players play wit endurance
cos from war sense, any villain's to get more intense
They to break us but all it did was just make us
travel acres for papers, bonafide money takers
Cos we know somehow we all gotta go
As long as we're leavin thievin, we'll be leavin wit kind of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

Just (Pimp lines and dollar signs)
Just (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you that)
Just gimme (Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme what you can't get (It's real, NYC)

gimme (QB)
Just (B-K, VT)
Gimme what you can't get (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
gimme (Yeah, the street life is trife life)
Why don't you gimme the (Representin)
Gimme what you get back (Life's a bitch......)